The Fall Follow

You don't see rabbits being walked down the street
And you don't see many cats on leads
Dogs pet dogs dogs rapacious wet dogs
Owner of dogs slow-witted dog owner

Owner of rabid dog saving fare for tunnel
Euro-dream of civil, civil liberation for dogs
Society secret society, inevitable nightmare
Of drift dog pet dogs, street bullshit

Dog shit, baby bit ass-lick dog mirror
Dead tiger shot and checked out by dog
Big tea-chest-fucker dog
Black collar sends east German refugee

Back switch and crap pathetic
Of earth-like lousy dog role model for infidel
Doghouse continent, most citadel dog-eye mirror
Hypnotic school slaver and learn

Rot from dog on grass and over nervous delicate dog
Detracts light from in discrepant non-dog-lover
Dog pet dog come home to ya
Come home we'll talk shit to ya

Dog the pet-owner-owner
Blistered hanging there death dog
Plato of the human example
And copier dog master pet mourner, dog is life

And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

And did the countenance divine
Shine forth on clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem
In the dark satanic mills?

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
It was the fault of the government
It was the fault of the government

I was walking down the streets
When I tripped up on a discarded banana skin
And on my way down, I caught the side of my head
On a protruding brick chip
It was the government's fault
It was the fault of the government

I was very let down from the budget
I was expecting a one million quid handout
I was very disappointed
It was the government's fault
It was the fault of the government

I became a semi-autistic type person
And I didn't have a pen, and I didn't have a condom
It was the fault of the government
I think I'll emigrate to Sweden or Poland
And get looked after properly by a government

Bring me a bowl of burning gold, bring arrows of desire
Bring me spear, O clouds unfold
And though I rest from mental fight
And though sword sleeps in hand
I will not rest 'til Jerusalem
Is built in England green and pleasant land

It was the fault of the government
It was the fault of the government
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It was the fault of the government
It was the fault of the government
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It was the fault of the government
It was the fault of the government
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Of government
It was the fault of the government
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It was the fault of the government
It was the fault of the government
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

It was the fault of government
It was the fault of government
Jerusalem